Hazel's POV

It's been two days since the night I woke up. I was shocked to see Harry there and that strange blonde. I didn't see them in two days, though. When he figured out that I had a memory loss, he seemed so broken. I wonder why? When he leaved he was on the verge of tears, and that blonde guy was nothing but worse.

Mom said that what I remembered was months ago, and she'd been worried sick. When I asked her why had I loss my memory, she said that I was in a car accident, but the weird thing is that I don't have a car. She said that I was with her, but I was confused when I saw that she doesn't have any injuries. There's something going on, I know she's lying to me and I'm welling to figure it out.

Sooner or later.

The doctor says that I can leave today, so mom was coming soon to take me home.

My mind went back to the night I woke up events. I was so confused that Harry was there, sure and I loved him and still do for two years, but he hated me, and it was a one sided love.

I love him, he hates me. Just as simple as it is.

And what about that blonde guy? Was I his friend? Impossible! I never made friends. What if he was in some sort of a relationship with me? No, I even don't have my first kiss yet! Did he get my first kiss? Oh my God. I always wished that my first kiss would be with Harry. I don't know if I loved that blonde guy. So confusing thoughts and questions were running in my head. Losing your memory sucks.

The door opened, revealing mom, cutting me out if my thoughts. "Hey sweetheart, feeling any better?" She smiled, grabbing a chair and placing it by the edge of the hospital's bed.

"Yeah." I beamed at her. She handed me some clothes.

"I picked out some clothes, hope you like it." I smiled at her. I walked over to the bathroom after mumbling a 'Thanks' under my breath.

I was so ready to get out of this stupid hospital's thing. And more important from the hell hole. I want to see Harry, and ask him all the questions that's been giving me head ache these past two days. I wanna ask him if he likes me back, since I always wished that I would ask him. I want to know who's the cute blonde guy that was there, also.

I stepped in the small bathtub, turning the water on. I probably wasn't going to get out of here before scrubbing the stinky hospital's smell of off my body.

I got out of the bathtub, grabbing the yellow towel that was beside me, drying my body with it, before getting dressed in my fresh clothes.

I got out of the bathroom, so ready to get out of this sick place.

***

"Home Sweet Home." I sighed, my feet finally stepping in our hard wooden floor. Mom's phone rang to she went to the living room. I decided to go up to my room, and have a little nap.

When I opened the door, I was surprised to see the balcony's door opened, and a bouquet on the bed. It was big, with nine roses in it, except for a one, it was white and in the middle.

I walked over to the bed, the sender of this probably got here by the window. I thought to myself. I walked over to the bed, grabbing the card that was beside it.

This is a beautiful bouquet, for a more beautiful girl.. Please meat me at the Central Park.. Xx Niall (The Blonde Guy.)

What the..?

I grabbed my shoes, walking downstairs. "Mom I'm going to get some fresh air." I said, not waiting for her reply, existing the house.

I was in a hurry, this was my chance.

To answer all of my questions.

Notes

HEY GUYS!

sorry for the boring chapter. This was Hazel's point of view so you guys would see how she feels about it all!

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